Dodge Tynes coming on strong,
passing Vanderbilt's Wilson, leaving Notre Dame behind.
They're all just spectators now.
He's breaking from the pack,
extending his lead with every step.
Into the final turn.
Nothing but daylight ahead of him.
Dodge Tynes wins the 400!
45.46 seconds,
a new University of Michigan record.
Put it in the books. Dodge Tynes.
The unrecruited walk-on is nothing but a winner.
- Hey, you. - Hey, you.
You want some breakfast? - Ooh.
Why, thank you.
- An omelet, blueberries, toast, coffee.
- Oh. Oh, God.
- No good? - Oh, my God.
Oh, my God. - I thought eggs were okay.
- It's the butter. - Oh, boy.
Shit.
I'm sorry, babe. I thought you were cool with dairy.
You okay?
- I am okay with dairy.
It's little Thumper that's not okay with dairy.
Or chicken or anything green.
Thank you. That was sweet, though.
- Thanks for the vomity kiss. That's nice.
- Hey, do you think we can get to the crib this week?
I got to get that box out of the foyer already.
- Yes. I'll do the crib. - And the loose brick.
Every time you step on it, it just comes right off.
- The crib, the loose brick, everything else,
it's all gonna get done once I'm through with these pitches.
- I know. And you're gonna be great.
You're always great.
- Hey. Don't hide things from me, okay?
I found the bills.
Repossession notices don't go behind the vitamins.
- Well, as your bookkeeper, I can use whatever filing system I want.
- Oh, yeah?
- I wasn't hiding them from you,
I just want you to focus on your job.
- I'm focused. Okay? And I have some great leads.
And I'm gonna get the financing.
I got to go.
- Hey.
$1,238.48.
That's what we had when we got married.
-$220,000: our net worth when we bought this shell of a house
and renovated it from the ground up.
We built a life together.
We're gonna be fine.
- Yeah, I know.
$220,000 in debt.
The good old days, huh?
I love you.
Mr. Pierce, I appreciate your time.
- So, let me get right to it, all right?
Your building? It's a sinking ship.
All right? Matter of fact, it's already underwater
and filled with holes.
But that doesn't mean it can't be salvaged.
Distressed asset investment.
That's what put all this marble under our feet.
So... - Exactly. And as you can see
from the prospectus... - I don't invest
in something based on drawings about how something could be.
I only invest based on what something is now.
So please, bring me back the real numbers, all right?
Warts and all. And give me your best shot.
All right? Bring me those numbers.
I got to go.
- To the future Prince Tynes.
Lucky bastard. Three times, all girls.
Even the dog is female.
And you find out yours has a wang. Unfair.
- Please. You love being surrounded by Daddy's girls.
- I do, but sometimes I just want someone
to watch football and fart with.
- Oh, you won't do that with him, Janice?
- Seriously, man, what a blessing.
You've got an heir to the throne.
- I'll be right back.
- Hey, when you pee in my alley, the bums get confused
because they already marked their territory.
All right, man, what's the problem?
- How am I supposed to have an heir to the throne
when all I have to pass on is a mountain of debt?
- D, I know things are bad.
- I put everything I had in The Carrington.
Not to mention what other people had, too.
- Hey, I'm not some investor whose money you lost.
I'm your best friend...
whose money you lost.
- It's not funny, man. It's killing me.
- I'm not thrilled about it, either.
I mean, I don't know if you noticed,
but this place is not exactly a gold mine.
50K is a lot of money to me,
but I only want it back when you can swing it.
Look at her. Van Buren Motors.
Back in the day, when that sign was all lit up,
you could see it from anywhere in the city.
You remember that summer,
when your old man had us working the Paint Room?
- Yeah, we brought Penny, uh, P-Penny
what's her, what's her name? - Penny Talesco.
- And Tammy Polnechek.
- My dad catches us smoking
his Chesterfields in the underground tunnels.
- Yeah, I thought he was gonna have a coronary.
Well, yeah.
If any paint fumes had gotten in those tunnels,
we would've blown up half the factory.
Stupid.
- Yeah, but fun.
Look, man, better times are coming.
Just hang in there.
Now I got to go check on the kegs.
You okay? - Yeah.
- Yeah? - I'm okay.
- If I have to come back out here,
you got to name your baby Looger.
- No butter this time.